Chapter 405: Split Bat [I]

This Bruce, who was infected with the Joker virus, eventually degenerated into what the Joker expected and hoped for. Crazy as a clown but with Batman's coolness, he deceived everyone and eventually killed his Batteam and everyone in the Justice League in a well-designed disguise.

When he tortured Superman and Superman to death with his own hands, he felt that everything was boring. But at this moment, a powerful being revealed to him revealed the existence of the dark multiverse.

Laughing Bat!

It can also be called the dark side of the universe.

He roams the dark multiverse, picking out the members he likes. Each of these members is blackened, and each of them also represents a powerful force in the universe.

Speed Force.

The power of metal.

The power of Aquaman.

The power of the Old Gods.

Krypton's power to destroy the sun.

and the dark side of the combination of the Joker and Batman.

Each of them is unique in the team, and they have been summoned by the Laughing Bat to destroy many universes and worlds in search of the so-called Main Universe and new companions.

Bruce sat up from the bed sweating profusely, the scenes in the dream were still very real in his mind, and the immersive experience made his heart palpitate and panic when his heart was as hard as iron.

Every despair he encountered in that dream was the last thing he wanted to face. And those pictures are so cruel and straightforward, crisp and bloody to him.

He felt each one, and each one he could feel the despair that suffocated and destroyed everything. He couldn't guarantee that he would be able to maintain his will and sanity in the same way that he had experienced the things in his dreams.

After all, those people in the dream realm are all him! They had experienced what he had experienced, and they were afraid of what he feared. Their weaknesses are common in many ways.

Bruce was well aware that he had mental and psychological problems, but he had always felt that he could manage the grooming well. But the dreams reminded him one by one of how fragile his so-called self-confidence was in the face of those terrible images.

Bruce looked at the swarthy window, lifted the covers and got up from the covers, and his sleepiness was swept away in the wake of the start, and now his heart was full of anxiety. He had to drink something to keep himself calm, so that his feverish and confused brain could cool down and think carefully about something.

"Are you alright, sir?"

In the living room, a familiar voice suddenly reached Bruce's ears, and Bruce, who heard this voice, suddenly calmed down a little in his heart, which was still a little restless, as if this voice had a peaceful power for him.

"I'm fine." Bruce looked at Ah Fu, the butler who was slowly walking down the stairs, and squeezed a smile on his face.

"I'm old, but my eyes are still good. Are you having nightmares again? Ah Fu came to Bruce's side, looked at the drink he was dispensing, and said with a worried look in his eyes.

For him, he was too familiar with Bruce. Any subtle expression of Bruce may be grasped by him at the moment of his mental state. And Bruce has never made any pretense and deception in front of him. Unless it is necessary as a last resort.

And the look of Bruce in front of him reminded Ah Fu of the little Bruce who often had nightmares when he was a child. At that time, his heart was full of fear, and he would experience nightmares every night. Ah Fu had seen this state too many times at that time. It is only when the other party grows up and returns from traveling that this nightmare and fear gradually decreases until it disappears completely.

Ah Fu always thought that the master had completely restrained and conquered the fear in his heart. But now, it is clear that the old man has not completely conquered the fear in his heart, but that fear has been suppressed and cannot affect him for the time being. And now, what caused the fear in the master's heart.

Is Steppenwolf?

Or the so-called Apocalypse?

Ah Fu guessed. He is a person who is very good at gathering intelligence, and it is not easy to become a person who can be relied on and trusted. Plus a lot of things, Bruce didn't hide what he meant at all, so he knew no less information than the members of the Justice League knew at all.

Therefore, Ah Fu naturally knew about Stephen's existence, and even more so that they went to the Apocalypse to solve the trouble of Darkseid.

Is it Stephen and they failed?

"It's just a dream about something." Bruce wanted to talk about it, but he couldn't say it, and it was hard for him to reveal much about his dreams.

"Do you want me to come, sir?" Ah Fu wanted to take the bottles and cans that Bruce was mixing, he knew the existence of psionic energy, and even made several psionic liquid drinks. Of course, it is according to the recipe after neutralization and dilution many times.

"I'll just do it myself. Ah Fu, I need to be alone for a while, don't worry, I'm fine. Instead of handing over the bottle of the azure liquid in his hand, Bruce grabbed it again and asked for it.

"Are you sure?" Ah Fu and Bruce looked at each other, were silent for a moment, and asked softly.

"I'm sure!" Bruce nodded.

"Alright then, it's the middle of the night, if you have figured it out or calmed down, you should go and rest." Ah Fu let go of the hand that was fighting with Bruce for the bottle, bowed slightly in Bruce's sight, said goodbye to him, and then turned and walked along the way, resting his palm on the handrail of the stairs and calmly climbing the stairs, and finally disappeared from Bruce's sight.

Bruce, retracting his gaze, continued his concoction, and then drank down the prepared drink. Preparations designed to calm the mind and dispel negative mental states worked instantly. The feeling of fear and despair that was so depressed and desperate that he couldn't breathe smoothly and felt his heart clenched in a big hand all the time immediately ushered in great relief.

The desperate pictures that made him painful and memorable all the time in his mind were immediately peeled away, although they still made him feel uncomfortable, but they could already allow him to temporarily re-examine the pictures that made him so sad that he didn't want to watch them a second time.

Bruce's fingers subconsciously lifted, rubbing the azure spar on his chest, and the touch from his fingers suddenly woke him up again.

Bruce quickly flipped out the azure gem set in a silver necklace on his chest, pinched his fingers, and put it in front of his eyes to observe it closely.

For this psionic crystal, known as the Blue of Tranquility, Bruce was almost familiar and couldn't be more familiar. This crystal has brought him so much help and spiritual comfort. You know, he has a strong mind and strong beliefs, but it doesn't mean that he doesn't have other emotions and senses, it's just that he is more able to forcibly suppress them with his mind and ideas, so that they don't affect him.

In fact, Bruce is well aware of how much darkness and negativity he has accumulated inside of himself. Compared to ordinary people, he is just better at controlling himself and controlling those negative emotions. But this cannot be denied that he is psychologically problematic. He also taught himself all kinds of psychology, even enough to be called an authority. But perhaps it is the doctor's difficulty in treating himself, which does not solve his problem in the slightest. Because he knows very well what his problem is, but what he can't solve is what he can't solve.

Until the advent of psionic energy. The blue of tranquility gave him a long-lost tranquility and peace of mind. It even gave him a sense of addictive dependence. He often subconsciously rubs his fingers against the quiet blue crystal he wears with him when he has nothing to do, so he can immediately know even the slightest change.

It's less bulky!

Even a noticeable reduction!

It was so obvious that the mere touch surprised Bruce. After all, calming the darkness in his heart and soothing his spirit and heart didn't need to lose much crystallized energy at all. But it is clear that this is a phenomenon that only occurs after intense consumption.

What is the reason?

Bruce immediately found the reason, it was the desperate experience in the dream that he was immersed in and empathized with! Not once, but plural, each time is enough to completely crush his faith, will, perseverance and despair of the bottom line!

Only so much despair could make the energy consumption of the Tranquility Blue Crystal so great and so obvious.

If it weren't for Bruce who hadn't really removed the Quiet Blue Crystal, then his waking state would probably not be just simple boredom and fear, but a moment of crisis on the verge of falling into the dark abyss.

Thinking of this, Bruston once again thought of his other self in his spiritual consciousness. It is clear that all this is done by the other side. Only the other party can construct such a real and emotionally resonant dream of fear in his spiritual consciousness.

For this day, the other party must have been preparing for a long time.

Bold, crazy, careful, meticulous.

Bruce compared the other party from the bits and pieces of the appearance into the dream, and finally determined that a figure appeared in his mind.

It was a crazy, clown-like self.

Laughing Bat!

The self that was dark, oppressive, and insane, enough to make him breathless, and very resistant. The other party did all this, obviously to lure him to fall.

It's hard to say when the other party lurked in his heart, and it's hard to say what the other party has subtly influenced him. But in the end, the other party chose to come forward to expose himself and have a dialogue and contact with him in the sea of spiritual consciousness, and arranged such a real and terrifying dream for him today, it is obvious that the other party is either desperate for nothing, or feels that the time has come.

Objective?

Bruce, who had seen all the dreams, could easily come to a conclusion. The laughing bat wants to join his team like those bat members in his dreams! But he knew that in his normal state, he would not join, but would become an enemy of their Dark Knights. So he arranged such a real dream, wanting him to fall into empathy and sink into darkness.

In fact, the other party almost did it. If it weren't for the Silent Blue Crystal, Bruce wouldn't have been aware of his own consciousness in the dream. In other words, he will regard the experiences of the blackened and depraved Batman in other universes in his dreams as his own.

Immersive and empathetic, not the parties after all. This difference alone is enough for Bruce to realize that something is wrong and maintain his sanity, bottom line, and faith. Inevitably, he was still affected by the unknown, but at least, he didn't go as insane as he did in his dreams.

Bruce didn't believe that he could survive the despair he thought was his own. And the dream prepared for him by the Laughing Bat must be long and rich. It wasn't until Bruce completely sank and collapsed that he might be able to truly come out of the dream. Bruce believes that the Dark Knights are more than what they have seen in their dreams.

If there is no Silent Blue Crystal!

Finally, from the vigilance of the dream, it was clear that the Blue Crystal of Tranquility sensed that his spirit had slipped to the brink of danger, and had to expend energy to pull him out of the dream completely, making him awake.

So the question is, is there any trait in him that the Laughing Bat must have?

The self in the dream is a laughing bat that I saw after I fell. It can also be said to be perceived by the laughing bat.

But what about him? He's not degenerate! But he was targeted by the Laughing Bat in advance, and arranged such a big gift.

What is there about him that is the laughing bat, or the powerful man behind the other party values?

Property? Wisdom? Battle effectiveness? Other? Everything he had, the rest of the Dark Knights themselves had. There's nothing special about him.

If you think about it further, it can only be a foreign object. Thinking of each Dark Knight's own power, there is a powerful power to snatch, and Bruce can't help but start to eliminate them one by one.

Lamp ring? Doom Day virus? Neptune gene? Olympus artifact?

Each of these seems to find a corresponding dark self in the Dark Knights. So what does he have, what he does not have?

Bruce's gaze subconsciously fell on the gem-like crystals that his fingers rubbed. A sudden realization arose in his heart.

It's psionics!

Created by Luke, the psionic power brought by the captain! It has a high degree of energy devouring and adaptability, and also has rare light and darkness, positive and negative two opposing and unified energy attributes.

If there's anything in him that the Laughing Bat covets and cares about, it's only psionic power! Maybe it's the ultimate of negative psionic power, even he's only vaguely heard of it—the abyss!

PS: Thanks for the tip with the new nickname.

(End of chapter)